I was sitting around doing pretty much nothing. It’s amazing how small the walls of a shack get when you’re just sitting in it all day. I tried to image it was a cabin on the sea, but it lacks the rocking of a ship. Lucky for me, my mate Vespucci decided to help remedy that by leading a pillage.
Mistymate was trying to tell stories, but I had hardcore puzzle vision the entire time and misted about 99% of what she tried to say. Sorry, Misty.
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